I'm feeling very muh-like at the moment.
It's not a terribly descriptive statement, but 'muh' is a very expressive word. It indicates that the grey fog of confusion has descended upon my brain, there might well be a truck-load of fatigue in there, emotional absence, dust, stuffiness, discomfort and a lot of grey.
So, muh.
I'm in such a state that tag lines and lyrics to songs are almost autosuggestive. I caught myself actually giving thought to Fly to El Salvador!...as suggested by the excellent band Athlete, but the next line was 'don't know why and I don't know what for', so my motivation ebbed a touch at that.
Despite my extensive music collection, cultivated through eleven years of loving music, seven years of teens, three years of being involved in student radio and two of being a cheese DJ, I couldn't for the life of me think of a song that combined everything I need to hear, along the lines of 'worst things happen at sea you know, cheer up you old bugger... (Always look on the bright side of life: Monty Python)bom bom, bom bom-bo-bo-bom(catchy theme from a popular film) gonna try with a little help from my friends(obvious)it's not about you joggers, who go round and round and round and round (Parklife...needed for a bit of a wakeup)i'm gonna get it right(Fairground Attraction's biggest hit)'...and a whole lot more. So I just listened to the radio instead.
In another attempt to shift this heavy muh-time, I'll try and get good and angry. Only I'm not really.
I discovered to my surprise that my links so matched the favourite blogreads and websites of another blogger that they are in fact, practically identical!
Even down to the hover comments. But what seems odd to me is that this person, whilst obviously a person of distinguished tastes so close to my own has not included a link to either me or the person off my reading list who I talk to most often.
Bizarre.
Not angry. Still feeling muh.
Ah well.
Update
Muh is not new. here is a better definition. And that gimp who copied my list has also copied my spot in the blogging rings as well. No contact details for them yet, so it's just irritating.


I can't believe that a former DJ doesn't have A song. You surely must have a song for every occasion... it's the law!!
I don't have a hover comment.
Sulks.
Then again my blogroll is hideously out of date and I probably don't deserve one.
Huh?
Sorry. There's a critical five to ten second moment when my fingers are poised over the keyboard waiting for inspiration. Sometimes it just doesn't come. I can put something in about DMs and fishnets though if it'll make you feel better?
Only if it's from the heart ...
Done.
i'll take your muhness over many men's perfectlyfineness. hope you're feeling better soon.
hmm. soz must be brief, appear to have RSI coming on. Hope you is feeling better soon! xxx